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Ch. 11
New lease on life
A Danny Phantom fan fic by Wega the blue sun
No copyright infringement is intended, the DP characters don't belong to me and I'm not making any money from them. Only the OC's in the story and the fic itself belong to me, and I'm still not making any money.
Vlad goes to desperate lengths to attain his hearts desire. Story contains mature themes, adult situations, crude language and nudity. This chapter contains nefarious deals made by an unscrupulous halfa. (Just checking if anyone still reads the disclaimers!)
Ch. 11
The meeting with the doctor had been an utter waste of time, just like any discussion he'd ever had with someone in the medical field, Vlad Plasmius fumed while he paced the floor in his parent's house. "If only your uncle had let me operate a year ago, I could've helped him then!" the young man with the steely eyes had accusingly said. "So you just opened him up to take a look? Olaf was fine when I brought him in this morning and now you're telling me he died shortly after the surgery?" Vlad had replied angrily, but the doctor's composure wasn't shaken. "I am sorry for your loss, but your uncle didn't have a chance, the disease had progressed too far. Trust me on this!"
But trust wasn't an issue for a halfa with a time device, Plasmius thought. The moment the arrogant doctor left Vlad switched back to ghost mode. Turning back time to enable him to observe the surgery was a snap, although watching the actual proceedings was difficult. The extend of his uncle's illness was vividly on display, and now Plasmius understood why Olaf had sworn him to prevent any desperate measures to keep him alive. The poor man must have been in agony, the halfa thought. And yet, his sufferings weren't over yet while the doctor pawed through Olaf's innards. The callous and brutally efficient attitude of the presiding physician enraged the ghost hybrid, and Plasmius had to suppress his urge to materialize just to throttle the arrogant bastard. Olaf deserved better than to be treated like a slab of meat, and Vlad would see to it that those who'd trespassed against him would pay.
"Poor Olaf!" the voice of his alter ego said, audible only to the halfa who'd overshadowed his body. "I am sorry he's gone, but he won't have died in vain!" Vlad announced. "What can you do? Are you going to bring him back to life?" the younger Vlad insisted, a slight quiver in his voice. "Even if I had that power I wouldn't do it, he wouldn't have wanted to live in this condition. But I shall exact revenge on those who mistreated him!" Plasmius replied.
"What good is that going to do now?" the annoying voice continued. "I'm surprised you have to ask that!" Plasmius snapped. "Haven't you ever wished to avenge yourself on Jack - the man who ruined your life? What about the incapable doctors who put you through endless sessions of painful and humiliating treatments, all of which failed miserably? Did you ever think about paying them back in kind?" "Yes, but that doesn't have anything to do with this situation!" the other self said. "You're still angry about what happened to you, and now you're using Olaf's death to get back at someone who never harmed you ..." the voice faded out when Plasmius increased his control over the alter ego's mind. "Foolish boy! How can you be so naive?" Vlad hissed, needled by the younger man's criticism. "I know how the world works, and I know what must be done!"
Plasmius already had a plan in mind, but in order to carry it out he needed help once again. A very special kind of help, the halfa thought while he phased through the walls of the house until he'd reached the open air. The moonless night presented no obstacle to him, by now he knew the route to the farm well enough to find it blindfolded, Plasmius thought while he raced towards the country side.
The contractor's crew his new ghost associates had overshadowed was still hard at work despite the late hour, and the renovations were proceeding at a fast pace, Plasmius noted with satisfaction while he inspected the property. Then he quickly entered the barn where the ghost portal was hidden behind a wall of hay bales. Once he'd passed through the vortex he turned to the small ghost guarding the entry. "Is there a good attorney around here?" he snapped and the spectre grinned nervously. "Old Dammage always talks about how he was this big shot lawyer back in the days. Is anyone giving you a hard time, boss?"
"Never mind that! Where can I find this Mr. Dammage? I'd like to have a word with him!" Plasmius said with a smile. After a short excursion into the depth of the ghost zone Plasmius encountered a crumbling brick structure. He entered as the building floated by in the spectral mists, and a few moments later Plasmius spied a greyish wisp partially hidden behind a tall stack of decaying books. This had to be the attorney, Vlad thought while he introduced himself.
"How may I be of assistance?" a raspy voice issued from the mouth of the ghost. "Mr. Dammage, I assume? I've need of legal representation outside the ghost zone!" Plasmius said politely. "Sadly, I won't be able to help you in that case, sir" the ghost said while he slowly closed a large book. "As interesting as such cases usually are, I must decline, for I have no access to the outside world. Oh, once upon a time I would have loved to ...but no matter. Those days are gone ..." the voice of the attorney trailed off.
"Let's say I can give you unlimited access!" Plasmius said with a smirk. "Are you interested in hearing my case now?" A spark lit up the eyes of the attorney and the ghost floated up close to Plasmius. "Unlimited access, you said? Really? Please have a seat while you explain the nature of your problem!" The ghost waved towards a sagging chair and Plasmius carefully lowered himself on the rickety chair.
"A relative of mine died shortly after surgery today and ..." "You suspect malpractice?" the attorney interrupted. "You will investigate the surgery and the doctor involved and tell me about his background as well as his activities outside of work." Plasmius continued. "I want to know everything about him. Dig deeply and bring me proof of even the smallest misstep he's ever taken. I have enough personal experience with doctors to know a bad one on sight."
"With all due respect sir, this sounds more like a vendetta than a ..." the attorney's voice trailed off. "Do you have a problem with that?" Plasmius asked gently. "Remember what I said about unlimited access! Oh, I'll also need a little assistance with some real estate transactions. Nothing complicated, I simply wish to speed up a few procedures." The ghost attorney sighed. "Real estate isn't my specialty, but I will do my best. Now, about the access ..." "Unlimited access!" Plasmius gently corrected the ghost.
A few hours later Plasmius returned to his old home. Shortly after being escorted from the ghost zone Dammage had chosen a high powered lawyer and quickly overshadowed the man. The newly embodied attorney immediately set out to dig up the dirt on the doctor according to Vlad's instructions. Oh, it was a joy to have competent legal counsel working on his behalf, Vlad thought while he shifted back into human mode. Even if the attorney couldn't find evidence of malpractice, he'd most likely find something fishy in the arrogant doctor's past. Something he could exploit to his advantage, Vlad thought while he rummaged through the refrigerator for a snack. Something to teach the doctor a lesson with.
A blinking red light in the living room caught his attention and he stared in dismay at the answering machine while Maddie's sweet voice poured out into the dark room. "Hi honey, I'm just calling to check on you! I'll try again later, you're probably still at the hospital with Olaf. Tell him I said to get well quickly! Love you!"
A Danny Phantom fan fic by Wega the blue sun
No copyright infringement is intended, the DP characters don't belong to me and I'm not making any money from them. Only the OC's in the story and the fic itself belong to me, and I'm still not making any money.
Vlad goes to desperate lengths to attain his hearts desire. Story contains mature themes, adult situations, crude language and nudity. This chapter contains nefarious deals made by an unscrupulous halfa. (Just checking if anyone still reads the disclaimers!)
Ch. 11
The meeting with the doctor had been an utter waste of time, just like any discussion he'd ever had with someone in the medical field, Vlad Plasmius fumed while he paced the floor in his parent's house. "If only your uncle had let me operate a year ago, I could've helped him then!" the young man with the steely eyes had accusingly said. "So you just opened him up to take a look? Olaf was fine when I brought him in this morning and now you're telling me he died shortly after the surgery?" Vlad had replied angrily, but the doctor's composure wasn't shaken. "I am sorry for your loss, but your uncle didn't have a chance, the disease had progressed too far. Trust me on this!"
But trust wasn't an issue for a halfa with a time device, Plasmius thought. The moment the arrogant doctor left Vlad switched back to ghost mode. Turning back time to enable him to observe the surgery was a snap, although watching the actual proceedings was difficult. The extend of his uncle's illness was vividly on display, and now Plasmius understood why Olaf had sworn him to prevent any desperate measures to keep him alive. The poor man must have been in agony, the halfa thought. And yet, his sufferings weren't over yet while the doctor pawed through Olaf's innards. The callous and brutally efficient attitude of the presiding physician enraged the ghost hybrid, and Plasmius had to suppress his urge to materialize just to throttle the arrogant bastard. Olaf deserved better than to be treated like a slab of meat, and Vlad would see to it that those who'd trespassed against him would pay.
"Poor Olaf!" the voice of his alter ego said, audible only to the halfa who'd overshadowed his body. "I am sorry he's gone, but he won't have died in vain!" Vlad announced. "What can you do? Are you going to bring him back to life?" the younger Vlad insisted, a slight quiver in his voice. "Even if I had that power I wouldn't do it, he wouldn't have wanted to live in this condition. But I shall exact revenge on those who mistreated him!" Plasmius replied.
"What good is that going to do now?" the annoying voice continued. "I'm surprised you have to ask that!" Plasmius snapped. "Haven't you ever wished to avenge yourself on Jack - the man who ruined your life? What about the incapable doctors who put you through endless sessions of painful and humiliating treatments, all of which failed miserably? Did you ever think about paying them back in kind?" "Yes, but that doesn't have anything to do with this situation!" the other self said. "You're still angry about what happened to you, and now you're using Olaf's death to get back at someone who never harmed you ..." the voice faded out when Plasmius increased his control over the alter ego's mind. "Foolish boy! How can you be so naive?" Vlad hissed, needled by the younger man's criticism. "I know how the world works, and I know what must be done!"
Plasmius already had a plan in mind, but in order to carry it out he needed help once again. A very special kind of help, the halfa thought while he phased through the walls of the house until he'd reached the open air. The moonless night presented no obstacle to him, by now he knew the route to the farm well enough to find it blindfolded, Plasmius thought while he raced towards the country side.
The contractor's crew his new ghost associates had overshadowed was still hard at work despite the late hour, and the renovations were proceeding at a fast pace, Plasmius noted with satisfaction while he inspected the property. Then he quickly entered the barn where the ghost portal was hidden behind a wall of hay bales. Once he'd passed through the vortex he turned to the small ghost guarding the entry. "Is there a good attorney around here?" he snapped and the spectre grinned nervously. "Old Dammage always talks about how he was this big shot lawyer back in the days. Is anyone giving you a hard time, boss?"
"Never mind that! Where can I find this Mr. Dammage? I'd like to have a word with him!" Plasmius said with a smile. After a short excursion into the depth of the ghost zone Plasmius encountered a crumbling brick structure. He entered as the building floated by in the spectral mists, and a few moments later Plasmius spied a greyish wisp partially hidden behind a tall stack of decaying books. This had to be the attorney, Vlad thought while he introduced himself.
"How may I be of assistance?" a raspy voice issued from the mouth of the ghost. "Mr. Dammage, I assume? I've need of legal representation outside the ghost zone!" Plasmius said politely. "Sadly, I won't be able to help you in that case, sir" the ghost said while he slowly closed a large book. "As interesting as such cases usually are, I must decline, for I have no access to the outside world. Oh, once upon a time I would have loved to ...but no matter. Those days are gone ..." the voice of the attorney trailed off.
"Let's say I can give you unlimited access!" Plasmius said with a smirk. "Are you interested in hearing my case now?" A spark lit up the eyes of the attorney and the ghost floated up close to Plasmius. "Unlimited access, you said? Really? Please have a seat while you explain the nature of your problem!" The ghost waved towards a sagging chair and Plasmius carefully lowered himself on the rickety chair.
"A relative of mine died shortly after surgery today and ..." "You suspect malpractice?" the attorney interrupted. "You will investigate the surgery and the doctor involved and tell me about his background as well as his activities outside of work." Plasmius continued. "I want to know everything about him. Dig deeply and bring me proof of even the smallest misstep he's ever taken. I have enough personal experience with doctors to know a bad one on sight."
"With all due respect sir, this sounds more like a vendetta than a ..." the attorney's voice trailed off. "Do you have a problem with that?" Plasmius asked gently. "Remember what I said about unlimited access! Oh, I'll also need a little assistance with some real estate transactions. Nothing complicated, I simply wish to speed up a few procedures." The ghost attorney sighed. "Real estate isn't my specialty, but I will do my best. Now, about the access ..." "Unlimited access!" Plasmius gently corrected the ghost.
A few hours later Plasmius returned to his old home. Shortly after being escorted from the ghost zone Dammage had chosen a high powered lawyer and quickly overshadowed the man. The newly embodied attorney immediately set out to dig up the dirt on the doctor according to Vlad's instructions. Oh, it was a joy to have competent legal counsel working on his behalf, Vlad thought while he shifted back into human mode. Even if the attorney couldn't find evidence of malpractice, he'd most likely find something fishy in the arrogant doctor's past. Something he could exploit to his advantage, Vlad thought while he rummaged through the refrigerator for a snack. Something to teach the doctor a lesson with.
A blinking red light in the living room caught his attention and he stared in dismay at the answering machine while Maddie's sweet voice poured out into the dark room. "Hi honey, I'm just calling to check on you! I'll try again later, you're probably still at the hospital with Olaf. Tell him I said to get well quickly! Love you!"